I think how the human brain works must be very complicated, at least more rigorous and mysterious than the gyroscope parts in clocks.

I once watched it on TV popular science programs, and the human brain remembers its own activities to produce consciousness. The content of consciousness shifts to the unconscious as much as possible, that is, from vague to orderly.

A person has an exact memory at about four or five years old, and this age is decreasing year by year with the social environment, that is to say, the memory function of children is becoming more and more developed.

Some people say that people can't develop one-third of their brain capacity in a lifetime. It's a terrifying thing, we come into contact with all kinds of things and things, emotions, objects, colors, shapes, so many things every day.

Buddhism often advises people to be kind to others, to see through the worldly things, and not to compete with oneself in life, in my opinion, this not only does not make us reduce the consumption of brain cells, but also exacerbates the operation of the brain.

In the end, perhaps subconsciously to reduce physical fatigue, but psychologically it has received more attention and obsession.

The big man never believed in Buddhism, he firmly believed that fate could only be controlled by himself, and he always remembered as many good memories as he could, even if it was forced.

And in his sleep, he never cares, and he really can't stop him from thinking.

The reality is that he barely has a good dream after a short sleep every day, so the rest time compressed to the limit is just to give himself the energy to meet the waking activities.

And all this is just for a decision in my heart, and a decision from the heart without regrets - to focus on her for the rest of her life.

The breeze blew the wicker, as if caressing the beauty's hair, loving and gentle. In fact, even the magpie's nest in the tree can remind him by the window of the scene that has been repeated countless times.

It was a hot summer, and I don't know why this summer was so hot. Knowing that it is the least heat-tolerant animal, the noise day by day seems to be an indictment of this difficult season.

A black sedan is speeding on the asphalt road that is not very wide, this is a county-level road, every time you walk a section, you can hear a "pop", like a hundred clothes on the road, there are many new and old patches in the broken places.

"Baby, close the window, don't tan, poof, husband, look at this road, the dust is too bad, can our son adapt to it? Or we... ”

"No, I don't."

The gorgeously dressed young woman was interrupted by a teenager who was eating dirt and blowing the wind before she could finish speaking.

The young woman frowned helplessly, obviously she perfectly maintained her beautiful face, delicate skin, if it weren't for the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, you wouldn't be able to tell that this was the mother of a teenage child.

The two bulges between her eyebrows are a testament to her anxiety, which is not something that can be saved in a day or two.

"Hmph, I don't think there's a place to adapt to him, if a person lives without skin and face, who will treat him."

The man who was called her husband by the young woman had a straight waist, put his hands on his legs, and looked at the young man in the co-pilot and said angrily.

The boy was like a petrified sculpture, undisturbed by his strict father, squinting comfortably and blowing his long bangs from time to time.

The young woman pressed the man's hand and shook her head at him, "The first few schools were all because the security of the school was not up to par, otherwise we Xiaohai would not have fought with those people... ”

She seemed to suddenly remember something, and continued happily: "This time we Xiaohai will definitely be able to stay, I have already inquired with the eldest cousin in the village, this school is a hero school, and the management must be not bad." ”

"I hope he can understand why he came here to school." The man clearly didn't have much hope for his son.

"Definitely, definitely, Xiaohai, after you go to school, you can call your mother to see if there is anything missing, and your mother will have someone bring it to you."

"No, I don't." The answer to her is always the same.

"If it had been in the past, it would have been a great gift to be able to go to school, but now the children, hmph, I don't think they will grow up this time."

"You can't say something good, the child comes to such a far place, and he can't go home once a month, you don't want me to think about it. Xiaohai, promise Mom, come back to see Mom as soon as you have a holiday, and Mom will make you your favorite noodles. ”

This time, the boy surprisingly didn't say he didn't need it, and he didn't seem to hear it, so he was stunned for a while, and began to blow his bangs again.

The car performed very well, and even if the road conditions were bad, it still arrived at the destination quickly and without bumps.

This is a secondary school, the school gate is next to the main road, and two large iron fences are the school gates, which are rusty and seem to tell its history.

"Didi", the car rang twice, and the driver lowered the window and shouted to the doorman: "Uncle, open the door." ”

An old man came out of the small house, in good spirits, with a snow-white beard, a few hairs left on his head, and a scar on his dark cheek that was very conspicuous.

I saw the old man limping over with a crutch and looking through the window of the car.

First he saluted the driver, and then asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Old man, we're here to report, please open the door."

"The school has a rule that all foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter the campus, please cooperate."

The driver frowned slightly, but said patiently: "We have already made an appointment with the principal, so you can make it convenient." ”

"I said it, the rules, don't say more, don't talk about the principal, the county magistrate is not easy to do."

"Hahaha, interesting." The boy was happy to see the driver deflated.

The driver's face turned red, he unbuckled his seat belt, and was about to get out of the car, but he heard the man behind him speak: "Get out of the car." ”

When the woman obediently came down, she saw the man walk up to the driver and ordered, "Go and pull the car aside, don't disturb the order of the school." ”

The driver hurriedly got into the car and went to find a place, and the man walked up to the old man, knocked his feet, and gave a standard salute: "Good chief." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, then put down the seriousness just now, and said slowly: "You are also a soldier?" ”

"Report chief, 62-level mountain engineer Liu Xiangqian reports to you."

"Finished." The old man returned a military salute, and his face looked much better.

"I'm not a chief, I'm just an orderly of the chief," he said, changing the subject, "Since I'm a soldier's son, I should abide by the rules here, right?" ”

"The chief has learned a lesson." The man pointed to his son, "This is my son, and I came to report on the first day today." ”

"Why don't you come over quickly?" Men are serious.

Liu Hai hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and listened to his father's scolding, so he cooperated uncharacteristically.

Walking up to the old man was a nondescript salute, "Chief, I will be your soldier from now on." ”

The woman walked over, tugged at the man's sleeve, and said softly, "We have to go to the principal." ”

The man waved his hand and did not answer, and continued to say to the old man: "I am relieved to have the chief in charge." Bangs, you will be a member of this school in the future, and you will definitely learn a lot under the hands of the chief, come on. ”

Bangs habitually blew down his bangs, and seemed to be very interested in the old man, "Go back, I've already arrived, I'll definitely stay well, don't worry, if I am expelled from school again... ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, let's go inside." The man interrupted him decisively.

Seeing his son walk into the big iron fence gate, watching his son take swaying steps, his eyes became extraordinarily firm, turned around and hugged his wife, who was already full of tears, and turned around to leave.

After taking two steps, he turned back and gave a standard military salute to the rickety veteran at the door of the small house before striding away.

Under the scorching sun in front of the small gatehouse, the shadow of the crutches has disappeared, and it has not dispersed for a long time.